"You're awake."

Gen Boya's face appeared in front of me.

It's like a distant and long dream. Everything in the dream was clear, even the pain that pierced the heart was clear. Qingming to save me...... Qingming was injured......

"How's Qingming!"

I jumped immediately.

"Ahh

Yuan Boya exclaimed in a low voice, rubbing his forehead that I had hit.

I didn't feel any pain.

"How's he doing?"

Grabbing his hand, tears falling uncontrollably.

It's as if tears always precede conscious action.

"He ......"

Yuan Boya lowered his eyes and lowered his voice.

"Take me to see him......"

I didn't care about the exhaustion and pain in my body, I just wanted to see him wholeheartedly, so that I could feel at ease.

"Honey worm, you ......"

Ignoring Yuan Boya's obstruction, I went straight out.

Qingming lay quietly on the bed, her face still pale, as quiet as a sleeping child. The face comparable to a woman is still so delicate, the long eyebrows that fly obliquely into the sideburns, and the slightly translucent rouge lips, but it's a pity that the ruddy rouge lips will never smile at me again.

I wish it was a dream! In the next second, Qingming opened his eyes slightly, and his beautiful rouge thin lips were hooked, telling me that it was just a joke.

"Sunny ......"

I couldn't help but cry on top of him.

Crying like a helpless child. But no matter how much I cried, he wouldn't move. There was still a quiet look on his face, as if he had fallen into a dream.

“５５５…… It's all my fault, it's me who hurt you, if you can't live, I won't live anymore. Big deal, I'll die with you! ”

I cried a handful of snot and tears.

The hand moved slightly.

"Honey Worm ......"

Yuan Boya looked at me worriedly.

"I ...... I'm fine. ”

I tried to stop crying.

"That's not what I said."

“……”

"Look, Qingming—"

Following Yuan Boya's gaze, Qingming's eyelashes fluttered slightly. The fluttering eyelashes of the fan were like butterfly wings, casting a faint shadow on his lower eyelids.

The hand also began to move slightly.

"Qingming—"

Yuan Boya ran to his bed with great joy and called for him.

I was stunned, and the tears finally stopped. Tears of sadness and sadness turned into faint touches in my heart.

The next second, he opened his eyes, his beautiful rouge thin lips hooked, and smiled at us. The agile eyes are like a bright moon hanging in the air, and they seem to contain moisture.

"Qingming!"

I couldn't hold it anymore, so I threw myself over and hugged him, lying on top of him and crying fiercely.

"I thought...... Jaya...... ５５５”

I cried incoherently, and my logic was badly confused.

"Alright."

Qingming smiled and patted me to show that I was at ease.

Yuan Boya also smiled, with childish simplicity and relief on his well-defined face, and he couldn't hide the same excitement as me,

"Qingming, you're finally awake!" Yuan Boya rubbed his hands back and forth, so happy that he was at a loss, "You don't know that in the past few days that you have been in a coma, the honey worm has been calling your name to worry about you." You guys are so stupid, why don't you move at the Killing Stone? If I hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid I'd ......."

In the middle of the ring, he suddenly remembered something again, and patted his head: "You must be hungry, I'll give you food." ”

After Yuan Boya left, I was still lying on Qingming's body and rubbing around. Big tears fell uncontrollably, one by one. He comforted me with amusement, but he was extremely "disgusted" with my snot, and I still held on to him.

As a result, Boya's teasing came from the source -

"What a big bug lying on Qingming's body!"

I glared at Yuan Boya fiercely, and I was embarrassed to step aside, causing Qingming to laugh.

Immediately, his face was as red as shrimp balls. Isn't it because my name is "Honey Worm" that I can't call me that, right?

I can't wait to find a hole in the ground to drill into.

But I unexpectedly caught a glimpse of Qingming's eyes looking at me-

It seems to have a deep meaning.

I was ashamed, and quickly lowered my head and crawled around on the ground.

Boya was puzzled: "What are you doing!" ”

"I'm looking for a hole in the ground!"

“……”

“……”

After a brief silence, a "haha" laugh erupted.

The laughter of Qingming and Yuan Boya lingered in my ears again, lingering.

Dislike!

The midnight was slightly cool, I squatted by the lake, listening to the croaking of frogs, remembering the eyes that seemed to have deep meaning in the afternoon, my cheeks couldn't help but be red, and my heart was pounding, and my heart was beating wildly, and my heart was numb and bored in this silent and unmanned night.

"Honeyworm, why are you here?"

Yuan Boya walked over and sat next to me.

Bored to pick up the reeds, I heard Yuan Boya say that spring is coming. Yes, spring is coming, and the frogs are beginning to wake up from their slumbering hibernation and rejuvenate. The spring full of hope, the spring with brilliant flowers and branches, are like a young girl with spring, in the season of the recovery of all things, the roots of the tree that longs for love are pulled and sprouted, and the people they admire come to themselves.

The bright moonlight is reflected in the water and sparkling, adding a touch of acacia and melancholy. In this season of growth, the love of the heart seems to be ready to come out at any time, making people want to stop.

I sniffed the tip of my nose, inexplicably more aggrieved.

Looking at Yuan Boya's eyes looking into the distance, his heart fought again and again, and he couldn't help but carefully inquire about his feelings for Qingming.

Take a deep breath.

"Lord Boya, how do you feel about Qingming?"

"Huh?"

Yuan Boya came back to his senses, slightly confused, and seemed to be still immersed in the contemplation just now.

"I mean, what does Boya think of Qingming?"

"Qingming......" a childlike smile appeared on Yuan Boya's face, "He's fine." ”

My heart ached, and I was almost in tears when I was hit by his words. Sure enough, Yuan Boya was ...... to Qingming

Gen Boya only showed such an expression when he was to Aoko, and now he showed a similar expression, he and Harumi ......

"What's wrong with you?"

Finding that my expression was different, Yuan Boya couldn't help but become condensed.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. ”

I hurriedly lowered my head to cover up.

Yuan Boya reacted at this time and said seriously: "Are you going to say something to me?" ”

“……”

"Any questions?"

Yuan Boya looked at me seriously, I couldn't hide it, and opened my mouth: "I ......"

"You like Sunny Weather."

A lightning strike, I looked at Yuan Boya in shock.

Yuan Boya smiled: "If you like Qingming, why be so uncomfortable?" ”

“……”

I was so amazed that I didn't know what to say.

"You...... How do you know? ”

"Actually, I already knew."

"Huh?"

I don't understand.

Yuan Boya immediately smiled and said, "Just look at what you call me and Qingming." ”

“……？”

"No matter who they meet, Honey Worm politely adds the word 'adult', except for Qingming, who calls him by his name. In fact, just think about it, but for the people you like, you don't want to artificially create distance and rank. ”

Yuan Boya said it lightly.

Pity my face...... Roasted again!

Like a red fluttering apple.

"What about you...... And Qingming? ”

"Huh?"

"Isn't it a couple?"

I gestured carefully.

"A couple? What a pair? ”

Changing the source Boya is puzzled.

"It's ......," I bothered to explain, isn't it Ji? But how did the ancient explain it, how did that one say, "Hmm...... It's a broken sleeve...... Right! It's a broken sleeve! Aren't you guys? ”

Thinking of pronouns, my eyes lit up, and finally a reasonable explanation!

"Broken sleeves? What broken sleeves? Yuan Boya looked around and pulled his sleeve, "My sleeve is not broken?" ”

I just felt a flock of crows flying over my head.

Three drops of sweat!

If this weren't an extraordinary time, I'd be laughing!

"Honeyworm, why do you have such an expression?"

Yuan Boya shook his hand in front of me.

I pulled my petrified body stiffly and smiled, cold sweat continued to drip down, and it was not easy to recover.

I began to struggle to explain again.

"I mean...... Didn't you have any other thoughts about Qingming? ”

"Something else? What's the idea? ”

Yuan Boya was more and more dizzy by the more I talked.

"For example......" I rolled my eyes, embarrassed to smile, "love? ”

"Hahahaha"

Yuan Boya smiled unsteadily.

"Honey worm, you're because of this!"

“……”

"Hahaha, that's funny!"

“……”

I glared at Yuan Boya fiercely, and I still laughed, laughed, laughed at you! People are talking about very realistic questions, okay? Do you want me to bear the infamy of being a junior?

Yuan Boya gradually finished laughing, straightened up and immediately met my fire-breathing eyes, startled.

I was not convinced: "I didn't tell jokes. ”

"I know, but ...... It's also so funny. ”

Yuan Boya still wanted to laugh, and was immediately wiped out by me.

"Honey worm, you can't really be serious, do you?"

“……”

I didn't make a sound.

"Let's sit down and talk."

I sat down puffed up and pouted.

"What made you misunderstand us?"

"Isn't Qingming protecting Heiankyo for you? For you to exchange the life of your friend Qingyin for you? And ......"

Later fandom, isn't it also written like this in the movie?

"How can honey worms be so stingy?"

“……”

"Qingming and I, don't we both have the same wish?"

"What do you mean?"

"Neither Harumi nor I can get used to the chaos and corruption of Heiankyo. However, there is nothing that can be done. As a samurai, I can't change such a regime, but as an onmyoji, he uses magic to protect peace and the people here. ”

“……”

"Harumi is not just because of me, but because of all of us, who protects the land we live in and guards Yamato. He has always ignored the world, and he does not want to participate in the corrupt bureaucracy and bring more disasters to the people. ”

"These ...... I get it. ”

There were tears in my eyes, and I knew what he did, which is why I admired him so much. He has always cared about the world and taken it as his responsibility to protect peace, he is the patron saint of this era, shrouding them in his own light, and silently enduring loneliness alone. He is the pride of Yamato and the pride of mine.